Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Well today it is windy, snowing and so so cold and to top it off Tristan has the flu and Bella Reese has a super bad cold and was up all last night. This morning Tristan came up the stairs and said, "Mom my tummy hurts bad". I didn't think much of it but as I put them in for their morning bath he had a 'throw up burp' (taken from the neighborhood boy who would always knock on our door for cookies etc. when we lived in Vegas. He would say, "ah, I just threw-up in my mouth!" Blake and I still joke about that) and it all started coming out. After he threw-up breakfast etc he said, " Ahhh, that was gross!" So we got out of the tub and I gave him and Bells a shower.

Growing up being sick was our favorite, because my mother would be at our beckon call all day and we always had Canadian Dry Ginger Ale! So I decided to go to the store and get some pop and things to make chicken noodle soup. Well, Tristan wanted to get a movie "Cloudy with a chance of Meatballs" he kept telling me "a chance of meatballs mom, thats what I want to watch," so of course I say yes. While we are in the store, I'm holding Tristan and he tells me again, "mom, my tummy hurts!" and before I knew it, he threw up again, this time all over me, himself and Fresh Market's floor. We hurried and cleaned up the best we could, ran and got our groceries and ginger ale. As we turned the corner down the beverage isle Bella says, "Mom! Look who it is....Dad's pop!" She was so excited she found her dads favorite pop, can we guess? Well if anyone knows Blake it is nothing other then Coke. Anyways, we hurried to the checkout and then to the Red Box to get our movies and then finally home. I hope my little ones get better soon, we have a couple birthdays to be partying at. :)